وُجوهُكُم كُلُفٌ وَأَفواهُكُم عِدىً

وُجوهُكُم كُلُفٌ وَأَفواهُكُم عِدىً

وَأَكبادُكُم سودٌ وَأَعيُنُكُم زُرقُ

وَأَكبادُكُم سودٌ وَأَعيُنُكُم زُرقُ

Your faces are blotched, and your mouths are foes;

Your faces are frowning, and your mouths full of blame,

And your livers are black, and your eyes are blue.

Your livers are black, and your eyes are blue,

وَما بي طِرقٌ لِلمَسيرِ وَلا السُرى

وَما بي طِرقٌ لِلمَسيرِ وَلا السُرى

لِأَنّي ضَريرٌ لا تُضيءُ لِيَ الطُرقُ

لِأَنّي ضَريرٌ لا تُضيءُ لِيَ الطُرقُ

And I have no strength for travel, nor for journeying by night,

I have no path to walk or journey to take,

For I am blind; the roads do not light up for me.

For I am blind, no roads are lit for me.

أَغُربانُكَ السُحمُ اِستَقَلَّت مَعَ الضُحى

أَغُربانُكَ السُحمُ اِستَقَلَّت مَعَ الضُحى

سَوانِحَ أَم مَرَّت حَمائِمُكَ الوَرَقُ

سَوانِحَ أَم مَرَّت حَمائِمُكَ الوَرَقُ

Did your coal-black ravens take flight at midmorning,

Your swan-like clouds sailed away at dawn,

As favorable omens, or did your gray doves pass by?

Were they doves that flew across your cheeks?

رَحَلتُ فَلا دُنِّيا وَلا دينَ نِلتُهُ

رَحَلتُ فَلا دُنِّيا وَلا دينَ نِلتُهُ

وَما أَوبَتي إِلّا السَفاهَةُ وَالخُرقُ

وَما أَوبَتي إِلّا السَفاهَةُ وَالخُرقُ

I journeyed, yet won neither worldly fortune nor faith;

I departed with neither world nor faith gained,

And my return was nothing but folly and ineptitude.

Nothing I reaped except foolishness and rags.

مَتّى يُخلِصِ التَقوى لِمَولاهُ لا تَغِض

مَتّى يُخلِصِ التَقوى لِمَولاهُ لا تَغِض

عَطاياهُ مَن صَلّى وَقِبلَتُهُ الشَرقُ

عَطاياهُ مَن صَلّى وَقِبلَتُهُ الشَرقُ

Whenever one is sincere in devotion to his Lord, undiminished are

When will piety free its Lord's devotees? His gifts

His gifts to one who prays facing east.

Will not diminish for those who pray facing the east.

أَرى حَيوانَ الأَرضِ يَرهَبُ حَتفَهُ

أَرى حَيوانَ الأَرضِ يَرهَبُ حَتفَهُ

وَيُفزِعُهُ رَعدٌ وَيُطمِعُهُ بَرقُ

وَيُفزِعُهُ رَعدٌ وَيُطمِعُهُ بَرقُ

I see the earth's creatures dreading their death;

I see the beasts of earth terrified of their doom,

And thunder frightens them, and lightning gives them hope.

Thunder startles them, lightning lures them.

فَيا طائِرُ اِئمَنّي وَيا ظَبيُ لا تَخَف

فَيا طائِرُ اِئمَنّي وَيا ظَبيُ لا تَخَف

شَذايَ فَما بَيني وَبَينَكُما فَرقُ

شَذايَ فَما بَيني وَبَينَكُما فَرقُ

So, O bird, trust me; and O gazelle, do not fear

So, bird, trust me, and you, gazelle, do not fear,

Harm from me, for there is no difference between me and you two.

Between you and I there is no divide, my friends.